rainy tonight

The darkness is endless, as if it will never catch the light, and it will never end.

Consciousness is drowsy, hands and feet are weak, as if someone is talking and walking in my ear, but I just can't wake up.

Chang Jiayu felt like he was walking in a fog, and there was nothing but the boundless night.

He felt terrified and at a loss, but where was the exit?

Export?

There seemed to be something guiding him in the dark, he discerned a light in the darkness, and at the end of that light stood a blurry figure.

He kept running forward without stopping, and the figure of that person became more and more clear.

It was as if someone struck a clock for a moment, and there was a buzzing in my mind, and in that buzzing sound, my senses gradually returned.

There is a dull pain in the right ankle, and the body seems to be covered with a thick thing, probably a quilt.

Suddenly, Chang Jiayu opened his eyes, and the light shone on his eyes instantly. At that moment, he even thought he was blind.

Slowly adapting to the light, Chang Jiayu blinked slowly a few times, looked around, and found that it was in a ward.

Before he had time to think about it, the door of the ward creaked open, Chang Zhenfeng walked in from the outside, and trembled when he saw the person who raised his body slightly and looked around.

"Son, you're awake! Great!"

Chang Jiayu was hugged tightly by Chang Zhenfeng, the hug was so tight that his bones were hurting, but hearing Chang Zhenfeng's throat choked, Chang Jiayu didn't say anything come out.

He remembered that night in the cottage, he held Bu Zhen's hand, and the two of them fell to the high ground together. After that, he only remembered some fragments, and lost consciousness after being hit in the head. I don't know.

Chang Zhenfeng calmed down, said with red eyes: "You have been in a coma for four days, I am really worried about my father, fortunately you are fine, fortunately fine..."

Chang Jiayu tried to move his body, and there were only two feelings in his whole body.

Pain, sleepy.

Limbs are a little unable to lift due to long-term bed rest.

He said, "Where is my classmate?"

Chang Zhenfeng said: "The boy who fell with you has already been discharged from the hospital. You were injured much more severely than him. Your Uncle Yan and I have been guarding the hospital. Bai Song and the others are fine. They went back to class after being rescued from the mountain. "

Chang Jiayu was taken aback when he heard Yan Jun's name, and turned his face away uncomfortably: "Uncle Yan? He... is also in the hospital?"

"Well, I met him at the airport and rushed here together. After you recover from your illness, I have to thank you, Uncle Yan. He found you, rescued you with others, and pushed a lot of work here Accompanying you, everyone has lost weight..."

Chang Zhenfeng babbled a lot by the bedside, and Chang Jiayu listened silently, with mixed feelings in his heart and complicated emotions, he couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly.

He didn't expect Yan Jun to do this, or he thought their relationship was over.

If nothing happened before, he would probably thank you warmly, but they have already reached this point, how can they thank you sincerely and frankly?

Chang Jiayu woke up after being in a coma for several days, Chang Zhenfeng was obviously relieved, and his mental state was much better. Although he was tired, he was not so tense.When Yan Jun came over, he was already lying on the bed next to him and fell asleep.

Gently closing the door of the ward, Yan Jun took a light step and walked to Chang Jiayu's side. The latter ate some liquid food after the examination, and then leaned against the head of the bed, and looked up when he heard the sound of the door , After seeing who it was, he quickly lowered his head.

Yan Jun sat down low, quietly watching his drooping eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and whispered: "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Chang Jiayu couldn't hear him talking to himself in such a low and gentle tone, he turned his head a little stiffly to change his gaze, and looked at the sparrow sitting on the tree branch outside the ward window.

"It's okay," he clenched his hands, and said bluntly, "...Thank you."

Chang Zhenfeng said that Yan Jun pushed a lot of work to accompany him, no matter how much Chang Jiayu tried to avoid him, he would never fail to be grateful, Yan Jun treated him very well.

But no matter how good it is, this kind of feeling is not love.

His nose was a little sore, he simply shrugged his nose, trying his best to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Yan Jun didn't care at all, after listening to his "thank you", he hummed, and raised his hand to help him press the horns: "You just woke up, your body is relatively weak, don't move around, rest more, I'll be late See you again."

As he spoke, he stood up, wanted to touch the boy's stubborn back of the neck, stretched his hand halfway, then withdrew it, turned and walked out of the ward.

After the person left, Chang Jiayu turned his head and furrowed his eyebrows. He looked at his bandaged wrist with a little discouragement, and felt that his actions just now seemed too naive.

In front of Yan Jun, no matter what emotions he shows, that person seems to be so calm and strategizing, as if he is the only one who is sad or happy, and Yan Jun always faces him with a tolerant attitude.

Chang Jiayu thought about it for a while, then lay down on the bed for a while, his body was used to the dormant state, and he soon fell asleep.

In the evening, Chang Jiayu had the second postoperative examination. The result of this examination showed that the intracranial injury had basically healed. As long as he stayed in the hospital for a period of time, he could be discharged after he had recuperated.

Chang Zhenfeng bought some cooked food that Chang Jiayu wanted to eat from outside and brought it to the ward. Chang Jiayu ate half of it. Yan Jun came in from the outside. Chang Zhenfeng looked back and greeted: "Xiao Jun, come here, I bought some food for Jia Yu, you should try it too."

"No, I just had dinner."

"It's okay, I won't be able to support myself if I eat a little, Jia Yu, your Uncle Yan is here."

Chang Zhenfeng's words forced Chang Jiayu to put down the chicken wings in his hand, yelled bravely, and handed over a piece of beef.

He thought Yan Jun wouldn't eat it, but he sat beside him calmly, put on plastic gloves, took the chunk of beef, bit a piece in his mouth, chewed it carefully a few times, and said: "Taste good."

Chang Zhenfeng laughed twice: "It's fine, you guys eat first, I'll go outside to do some errands."

As soon as the person left, Yan Jun saw Chang Jiayu starting to take off his gloves.

He stopped and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Chang Jiayu took off the gloves, put them aside, and said in a muffled voice, "There are not many left, you can eat."

Yan Jun was silent, and said, "Well, you shouldn't eat too much meat now."

Chang Jiayu responded vaguely, thinking about how to wipe his hands, his fingers got a little oily.

Just as he leaned over, someone grabbed his wrist, and Yan Jun had already taken off his gloves. He took a tissue and held Chang Jiayu's hand to help him wipe it. He lowered his head, his eyes serious and focused.

The wrist being held was warm and the fingertips were cold. Chang Jiayu wanted to pull back his hand, but Yan Jun was very strong. Although he didn't hurt him, he couldn't let him pull away.

Unable to escape, Chang Jiayu let the other party finish wiping in a muffled voice, then quickly withdrew his hand, turned his wrist, and his fingertips were still wet.

He rolled his Adam's apple twice, looking at the pillar at the end of the bed with his jaw tensed, his heart was sour and sweet, and he felt a little weak.

After Yan Jun wiped his hands clean, he didn't let go, just holding them like that, the air in the room seemed to freeze.

Finally, Chang Jiayu said, "You're like this—cough cough! Cough cough..."

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, a gust of air surged up, and he coughed violently.

Yan Jun saw that his face became paler as he coughed, and immediately rang the bell, and at the same time stood up and quickly embraced Chang Jiayu's back to make him lie down first, and stroked his cheek with his hands: "Don't be afraid, the doctor will be here soon. "

The body lay on his back, his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Chang Jiayu coughed up tears, he looked vacantly at Yan Jun who was crouching above him, his hands were being held, the heat was continuously transmitted, and flowed down the blood vessels to the depths of his heart.

Chang Jiayu covered his lips, his eyes were moist, and he whispered, "Don't be so nice to me, you are easy to be misunderstood."

Yan Jun's eyes were like tiny stars, his expression moved, he quickly leaned over, kissed the corner of his mouth gently and solemnly, and comforted Chang Jiayu's astonished eyes in a low voice: "No misunderstanding, I gave the wrong answer earlier. That question is over. Jiayu, let's be together."

After ringing the bell, the doctor rushed over, Yan Jun let go of Chang Jiayu's hand and stepped aside temporarily, watching the doctor to examine him.

After looking at the equipment, the doctor asked, "Why is the heart rate so fast? Did you do strenuous exercise just now?"

Chang Jiayu came back to his senses, his heart was still pounding, and his face was burning from the beating.

He shook his head and said anxiously, "No, I just... watched a horror movie."

Doctor: "...Don't stimulate yourself too much when you just wake up, and get in touch with some gentle things to restore your mood."

"...Understood, thank you doctor."

After the examination, the doctor said that there was nothing serious about the person. It was just that he had been in a coma for a while, suddenly ate too much and too greasy, his stomach couldn't stand it, and his body functions couldn't adapt.

When the doctor ordered, Chang Jiayu listened a little absent-mindedly.He wanted to turn his head to look at Yan Jun, but it was not suitable for him to look at him at such a time.

When Yan Jun said that sentence, he was completely stunned, and for a moment his brain couldn't function at all.

He... Why did he suddenly agree?

The doctor left, the door of the ward closed, Yan Jun came to him, and Chang Jiayu raised his eyes to look at him.

"What you just said...wasn't it a joke?"

Yan Jun moved the corner of his mouth, with a calm expression: "When did I ever make a joke?"

Chang Jiayu's jaw was tense, and there was a bit of uneasiness in his voice.

"But before... you refused so clearly before, but now you suddenly agree, why?"

Yan Jun was silent, and sat down on the edge of the bed beside him, the mellow voice made people fall into it involuntarily.

"Sorry, I didn't figure it out at the time."

The person I like talks to me so tenderly, there is no complaint, and the previous grievances are wiped away.

Chang Jiayu suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, stretched his back, and straightened his back, but he still felt incredible and had to confirm again.

"Why?" he asked, "You said you would never like me? Can't you tell if you like me or not?"

Yan Jun was silent for a moment, then leaned over and took his hand, rubbed it in his palm, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm all blamed for being a fool."

Chang Jiayu paused for a while, then said oh, and retorted: "You are not stupid."

After finishing speaking, I felt very embarrassed again, and stammered: "Then...then...let's be together, what are we going to do?"

He was a total fledgling boy in love, devoid of any tact except his heroism and frankness, which was his most precious quality.

Yan Jun hooked the corner of his mouth, grabbed his hand, pecked at the back of that clean hand, and said in a deep voice, "Do whatever you want, as you please."

Chang Jiayu nodded dizzily, looking at the man's handsome face, his heart skipped a beat, he leaned over to get close to him, and he was a little nervous when his breath intertwined.

Yan Jun lowered his eyes, looked at him deeply, and said hoarsely, "What do you want to do?"

With a hot heart full of love that was about to jump out of his throat, Chang Jiayu answered honestly: "I want to kiss you."

Yan Jun hummed, wrapped his arms around his waist, hugged him close to him, and said softly, "Kiss."

It's just a step in the door, so why bother at this time.

Anyway, I have thought about it many times in my dream.

Chang Jiayu's cheeks flushed slightly, and he pushed his body forward.

He was inexperienced, and hurt his own lips and Yan Jun's lips. Yan Jun's body was stiff, he groaned, and laughed in a low voice.

Chang Jiayu felt his waist tighten, and Yan Jun's lips pressed up.

Just sticking together like that, dense itching spread from the lips, numb all the way to the fingertips.Chang Jiayu was a little dizzy and couldn't remember anything.

This was an extremely jerky kiss. Although it was not his first kiss, it was a new beginning for him and Yan Jun.

Chang Jiayu thought, this accident happened so well.

Especially good.